My Son! Oh, my son!
The glory that was you has been stolen from me!
My brother! My brother!
The mem’ry of our joy is all that’s left.
My love! Oh my love!
Thoughts of you stalk me through the long night.
You went to war, full of bravado,
full of confidence.
A year isn’t so long
you said.
But now it’s forever.
Not until eternity will I hear
your voice again
speaking my name
Oh, my son, my brother, my love!
How can I live through another day, another night
when I know you cannot feel the sun,
nor see the moon.
My son, my brother, my love!
I loved you so in life.
I miss you unmeasured
in death.
I miss you unmeasured,
Unmeasured.
A contest entry
- Ode to the Military by ur-ma-warnd-bout-me.
1000 points, ended July 12, 2008, 11 entries
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